A Neko's Resurrection (Open, MT-PMT, Attn. Floor Kippers)

[The Floor Kippers]

Mr Bluskie Slammed His Notepad closed "One Last question, Is all your Species Like You?"

[Des-Bal]

Mr Bluskie Slammed His Notepad closed "One Last question, Is all your Species Like You?"

"Handsome? Super intelligent? Charming?"

[The Floor Kippers]

"No, Driven, Single-minded, Stubborn, Lacking in social Graces, and Total Prats," Mr Bluskie Explained "'Cause I'll tell you what, I saw you in that court room, The Des-Balians, They Were Scared when you walked in"

[The Rich Port]

ZING! That's what I've said about Des-Balians all along. But NOOOO, don't listen to Gabo... -_-

[Lonara]

Colton handed a cigar to Luther, and offered him a light. He continued puffing on his own cigar, not interested in the mech or the proceedings. Rather, he was interested in listening in on "Pear-tree's" conversation about Neko biological functions, the more information he had; the better his understanding was, the more he could present to his Kaiser. The more they knew, the more dangerous they would be when the Kingdom's of Cal came crashing down on their head some time in the future.

"Hm."

He took out his notebook and recorded what he had learned.

"They are so...open palmed with their weaknesses. Kill the mate, emotionally disable the spouse and prevent it from mating...so very interesting."

[The Floor Kippers]

Pertwee looked over Colton's shoulder "You don't spell Homo lupus lupus N-E-K-O and the Only really applies to Homo lupus lupus from the Floor Kippers, Plus they're Notoriously difficult to kill"
He scratched his head and accidentally revealing a very wolf like ear that had been hidden By hair.
Sir Nigel Coughed and pointed at The Ear, which Pertwee covered up quickly

[Lonara]

Colton turned to Pertwee and smiled,

"If it has blood, I can make it bleed. If it has bones, I can break them. If it has a mouth, I can make it scream."

Colton wrote "N-E-K-O" in capital letters in his notebook. On the outside of the leather notebook was a diagram showing the anatomy of both a female and male member of the sub human Homo lupus lupus species.

"You'd be wise to remember that."

[The Floor Kippers]

"Please Less of the Talk of suffering" Sir Nigel asked Politely

[Lonara]

Colton paused and closed his notebook, taking another puff of his cigar and blowing it into Pertwee's general direction.

"Of course. Excuse me."

Colton removed the cigar from his mouth for a moment,

"If you don't mind, I'd like to ask you a few questions."

[The Floor Kippers]

Thomas Blew the smoke to one side "How Can I help?"

[Lonara]

"I'm particularly interested in the genus, Homunculus animalia. Is there any chance that I might be allowed a visa into your nation to observe and take notes on this particular species of inhabitants?"

He put the cigar back in his mouth and took a drag,

"All for purely scientific and national-relations purposes of course."

[The Floor Kippers]

"You would Have to ask Sir Nigel, but I see no problems in that" Thomas Replied

[Lonara]

Colton bowed and smiled,

"Then with all due respect Sir Thomas, I would like to request a visa to your nation in order to continue my studies."

[The Floor Kippers]

"A Diplomatic Visa you say?" Sir Nigel Grinned.
He Opened his brief case Signed a form and Handed it to Colton

[Lonara]

Colton took the paper in hand and bowed graciously, truly pleased to be given the chance to observe the species in their homeland.

"You have my most sincere gratitude.."

[The Floor Kippers]

"It's our Pleasure," Nigel Responded "A temporary Passport should arrive In your Home Country, Or I could Have it flown Here Now"

[New Amerik]

The shroud had been fully brought out, and now lay in the center of the clearing. The Dean looked at all the delegates, more or less in the bleachers, then nodded to the TM. It nodded, then bounced off into the trees to wait for any trouble. The Dean then announced,"The Resurrection will occur in three parts, using the tools we have at our disposal. Any attempts to interfere by anyone will result in us shooting the offender. Many, many, many times. We shall allow room for conversation and other small talk after the break. Please, keep it silent while we begin."

OOC: Okay, make any last posts before the first part begins in about.....3 RL hours or so.

[The Floor Kippers]

Thomas Grasped at a small stuffed Mouse That sat in his briefcase
"Brave Heart Mr Pertwee" Sir Nigel comforted "And you to Mr and Mrs Smith"

[Justorica]

"No thanks Colton, I always keep a lighter handy."

Luther sat down in the Bleacher, second row. He decided to wait to see if the machine works. if it does, he'd steal it.

[Chaos Crescent]

OOC: Oi! It's over already?

The shroud had been fully brought out, and now lay in the center of the clearing. The Dean looked at all the delegates, more or less in the bleachers, then nodded to the TM. It nodded, then bounced off into the trees to wait for any trouble. The Dean then announced,"The Resurrection will occur in three parts, using the tools we have at our disposal. Any attempts to interfere by anyone will result in us shooting the offender. Many, many, many times. We shall allow room for conversation and other small talk after the break. Please, keep it silent while we begin."

OOC: Okay, make any last posts before the first part begins in about.....3 RL hours or so.

"Better make sure you have good aim." Brant said
"And quick in taking out the more dangerous ones out first." Iris said
"You did take into account that some here will act without thinking right." Mikan said

The three opted to forgo sitting on the bleachers but standing in case they had to move fast and away from danger but also had a view of the coming operation. The mini mech bounded off into the trees apparently watching for trouble. Although trouble would or could come from within the group of people.

"Sir got a message for home." Brant heard from the ear piece he wore. He brought his hand to his ear a sub-vocalized.
"Go ahead." Brant Sub-Vocalized
"Your sister wants to know if you remembered." the other voice said
"Yes tell her I'll be there once this is over." Brant Sub-Vocalized
"Yes sir." the other voice said and dropped the connection.

"So what was it darling?" Iris asked
"My sister reminding me." Brant replied
"It's only two days way." Iris said
"Will have to push it then love." Brant said

OOC: The last bit was something that'll happen in RL for me thought I'd throw it in to confuse the hell out of you people.

[Grandtaria]

Donroy Heltan: A man whom was currently doing three things cussing, bleeding slightly, and crawling from the reckage of his steambike, witch was doing currently doing one thing: Burning. He had crashed 4 meters short of an intersection, rear ended. He was currently 15 meters beyond said intersection, in said situation. He stood, and started sprinting as fast as his he could. He charged into the clearing screaming, "SAINT GEORGE CARRY ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He stoped as quick as he could, stood still for a moment, then kealed over, flat on his face.

[Orlkjestad]

Am I too late? I suppose I'm not.

Name: Gregor Anderssen, PhD
Nationality: Orlkjestadi
Weapon Scanner reads: Unloaded Desert Eagle
Brain Scanner (for psychic's and the like) reads: "SCIENCE!"
Reason for coming: Science for science's sake

[The Rich Port]

Donroy Heltan: A man whom was currently doing three things cussing, bleeding slightly, and crawling from the reckage of his steambike, witch was doing currently doing one thing: Burning. He had crashed 4 meters short of an intersection, rear ended. He was currently 15 meters beyond said intersection, in said situation. He stood, and started sprinting as fast as his he could. He charged into the clearing screaming, "SAINT GEORGE CARRY ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He stoped as quick as he could, stood still for a moment, then kealed over, flat on his face.

OWNED

[New Amerik]

"Good evening, newcomers (Grandtaria and Orlkjestad), welcome to this Neko's resurrection. Here we go.

Ever since it's founding, the Hall and I have been inextractably linked. We have together gotten the best and most scientifically inclined from all of New Amerik. We have found how to meld flesh and steel. We have been dedicated to advancing Science and Progress. We have worked hard to one day ensure that Man will never be held back from his weaknesses of flesh or morality, that Progress will be continued, that there will be nothing in this reality or the next that we cannot do.

It is the Hall, with it's brave doctors, that have created the bat bombers and the anthrax droppers in service to New Amerik. It is the Hall that has developed the Electrical Plasma Energy Power system that runs ours cars, our buildings, and our weaponry. It is the Hall that has made the City's miles high, with the defense systems and flying cars. It is the Hall who made the Stimulator, and the Terror Mecha. It is the Hall who has already taken the first steps towards giving birth to cyborgs and defeating death.

This is the first part of the resurrection. After this, there will be a short break to talk and eat. We shall begin."

The Dean marched over to the impromtu operating table, and removed the shroud. There lay the body of Sally Smith, clothed in only a surgical gown. Her body was marred by the knive wound that had pierced her abdomen. The doktors standing nearby had brought the tools up. There were scalpels, a box, several metal objects that resembled internal organs, a small pump, and tubes.

"The first part we must do is to replace her internal organs. With the stopping of the brain and because of bloodloss, the organs have stopped working. They will be replaced by mechanical implants that will do their jobs. The stomach will be the hardest, since we must also convert the deceased....waste products through a special process into stomach acid, since the new one will not do it for her. Now.... Doktors! Strap surgical gloves, hairnets, and coats on! John, begin to gently cut the body open in the torso! Jones, prepare the heart pump, liver filter, and lung compressor for insertion. Houlihan, get those organs out! Alright people, let's move! We got a dead woman to save!"

The team began to work. The body was gently slit down the middle, and as the doctors worked they revealed the interior of the ribcage and the organs within. As Houlihan began to take the heart out, Jones gave the mechanical version to The Dean. He took some small clamps and cut off the various vessels traveling to the organic heart, then took it out and put the mechanical one in it' s place. Then, using a spool of surgical thread, some tape, and a needle, he began to sew the blood vessels back in place and attach them to the new heart. The team did this for almost every organ. Lungs, liver, kidneys, stomach, all of them. After debating for a while, the intestines were taken out, and a series of tubes was put into place, alongside a new pair of intestines. The tubes would transmit most excess waste into an acid, which would then be pumped back up into the stomach to aid digestion. Then, the girl and the initial knife wound were sown up, till she was closed up, with a series of stitches running down her middle. Finally, a small set of wiring traveled up the spine, and cutting open the back of the neck the doktors attached a small device to the brain, connecting it with the wires.

After this was done, The Dean, covered in quite a bit of blood, announced, "The first part....is done. As you can see, she is breathing, but is still dead. The blood is not flowing through the body, which prevents movement and power to the brain, and the brain itself is still dead. We shall begin the next step a bit later. For now, you are free to talk and eat"

[The Floor Kippers]

"Come Lad, You Can Make It"Sir Nigel said Patting Thomas On the back, Who now looked a total wreck, his suit was crumpled, both his ears were showing, and he'd bitten his finger whilst Nail Biting, Mr and Mrs Smith Just sat and stared.